Xiao Feng and his son recognized each other with excited expressions.
"Dad, what exactly happened at Yanmen Pass back then?" he asked.
Xiao Yuanshan was furious and turned around to point at Murong Bo.
"Back then, he brought a group of martial arts masters to rob and kill our family at Yanmen Pass, causing your mother's tragic death and separating us father and son for decades!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng glared at Murong Bo, "So you are the one who led the murder of my mother. Today, I will avenge her!"
"Okay, today we, father and son, will kill him and avenge your mother!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed.
As the two were talking, they were about to take action, but they saw the Sweeping Monk suddenly change his form and block Xiao Feng and his son.
"Amitabha, Donor Xiao, Donor Murong, if my guess is correct, you are the two who hid in the Shaolin Sutra Library and secretly learned my Shaolin unique skills."
The Sweeping Monk's words made Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's faces change, because they had just seen it.
The skills of this Sweeping Monk are unprecedented and unmatched. With their martial arts skills, they will definitely not be able to survive more than three moves against this Sweeping Monk!
Now that the secret of secretly learning Shaolin's unique skills has been exposed, this matter will not end well.
But then, the Sweeping Monk's words shocked them again.
"Amitabha, since you two have already learned my Shaolin secret skills, I will not pursue the matter any further.
"It's just that you two are ignorant of Buddhism and have rashly practiced Shaolin martial arts. This has already caused a surge of resentment, and your bodies have been unknowingly attacked by this resentment. If you don't receive timely treatment, your lives may be in danger!"
Hearing this, Xiao Feng's face turned strange. He seemed to have heard this sentence before. It was exactly the same as what he had just said to Brother Lin.
Lin Lang touched his chin. He was now certain that the Sweeping Monk only knew this one trick.
When Xiao Yuanshan and the other man heard this, they didn't believe it.
"If Xiao was ill, how could he not know about it?"
Murong Bo took a step back, intending to find a chance to slip away.
Xiao Feng and his son are not easy to deal with, not to mention that there is a young man with extraordinary skills next to them, and he seems to have a good relationship with Xiao Feng.
If he were attacked by a group of people at this moment, his life would certainly be in danger!
Lin Lang also noticed Murong Bo's little movement. He chuckled, flicked his fingers, and the energy swept over, pressing Murong Bo's acupoints.
"Haha, Mr. Xiao, don't listen to the old monk's nonsense. Murong Bo has been subdued by Lin. If you don't take action now, when will you take action?" He laughed.
Xiao Feng and his son looked at each other and nodded, "Master, please make way. Murong Bo will definitely die today." Xiao Feng bowed.
"Amitabha, for the sake of the lives of Donor Xiao and Donor Murong, I have no choice but to intervene."
The sweeping monk's robes shook, and a strong innate energy burst out, instantly forcing Xiao Feng and his son back several steps, while also opening up Murong Bo's acupuncture points.
Lin Langqu clapped his hands, and the powerful palm force forced the Sweeping Monk back.
"Xiao Daxia, you can go ahead and take revenge. I will leave the old monk to Lin."
Xiao Feng responded with gratitude, "Thank you, Brother Lin."
"It's okay."
Lin Lang smiled, then his expression darkened.
Sweeping Monk, you chess piece can't escape!
“clang!”
The sharp sword was unsheathed, and endless purple air rose up, overwhelming the sweeping monk.
Lin Lang raised the Zhenwu Sword high and swept it out, causing the Sweeping Monk's heart to tremble.
What a magical weapon!
“Swish!”
The long sword moved with him, and the sharp blade immediately cut through the robes of the sweeping monk.
"Amitabha."
The Sweeping Monk looked solemn and quickly retreated, while at the same time he slapped out with his palm. Dozens of palm prints came down, but they were cut off by Lin Lang's sword.
"Haha, old monk, let's see if your three-foot Qi wall can block Lin's Zhenwu Sword!"
Lin Lang smiled coldly, and the Zhenwu sword flew out of his hand, shooting at the Sweeping Monk.
"Yin!"
"Bang!"
The Sweeping Monk slapped the Zhenwu Sword away with one palm, and then saw Lin Lang slightly bent his five fingers, and a purple claw grasped the hilt of the long sword. From a distance of several feet, he controlled the long sword through the air and used countless exquisite sword techniques to attack the flaws on the Sweeping Monk's body.
Dragon Catching Skill!
Dugu Nine Swords!
With the help of a weak spiritual sense, he could wield the sword flexibly across the sky.
“Ding ding!!”
The sharp shadow of the Zhenwu Sword hovered around the Sweeping Monk like a meteor.
The three-foot-long air wall of the Sweeping Monk was cut open by the long sword, just like peeling a fruit, pushing away the outer layer of the air wall and dissolving it inch by inch.
Lin Lang's action surprised everyone.
Control the sword to fight the enemy like a sword immortal!
This scene completely overturned their understanding of martial arts.
Xiao Feng was shocked, but then he found Murong Bo fleeing Shaolin at a rapid speed. He immediately shouted angrily: "You evil man, don't run away!"
"Feng'er, chase!"
Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and hurriedly took Xiao Feng to chase in the direction Murong Bo fled.
Seeing this, Ah Zhu hurried to follow.
Lin Lang's palms were filled with true energy, and the Zhenwu sword flew past the Sweeping Monk, finally breaking the last inch of the energy wall!
"Amitabha, your methods are brilliant, and I am deeply convinced."
The Zhenwu Sword suddenly stopped in front of the Sweeping Monk's eyebrows. The sword body turned slightly, and a weak sword energy had already torn his eyebrows a little, and a trace of blood dripped down the bridge of his nose.
Lin Lang stood with his hands behind his back, his face stern.
"Three days later, your Shaolin will hold a martial arts conference to clear Xiao Feng's name and then properly handle the matter of Ye Erniang. Is that possible?"
The Sweeping Monk glanced at Xuanci and nodded slightly, "This matter was originally the fault of Shaolin, so we should explain it clearly to our fellow martial artists."
Xuan Ci was shocked. "Master, this is absolutely unacceptable! If this were to become known to the world, the reputation of our Shaolin Temple, which has lasted for hundreds of years, would be ruined in an instant!"
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